Michael "Mike" H Higgins, Jr.

I worked with Mike one summer at the Box T ranch. The hired men stayed in the bunk house and every morning at 6AM Mike would rise, turn the record player on as loud as it would go. And play "Angel of the Morning" as he left to go milk the milk cow. Nobody ever got up to turn it off. He was my friend and classmate and he will be missed, God bless him.